Déjà Vu


Long, low rumbles emitting from a cloudless, blue sky

a sky as bright and sunny as the fourth of July.

The wind and the smells, temperature too

memories of a childhood summer, déjà vu…

the place has changed but the time is true.

Life abounds in mystery,

so much there that we can’t see

this doesn’t mean it isn’t real.

So much unexplained, and how do you feel

when someone tries to tell you what to believe?

Your god, my god; your book or mine?

When no one really knows, what is truly divine.

What we need to do is to look around

at the beauty and the magic as it abounds

expecting nothing from us but our admiration

and the contemplation of our good fortune

before it’s too late…

While those unseen predict our fate.







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